Gabriella Aquilina

Blue

If you told me I could only be one thing, one word, one exposition to be heard. I’d be blue. Blue lips, blue eyes, blue ribbons as my ties. Blue heart, blue brain, blue skies. Oceans blue, and the very moon too. The tears down my cheeks clear blue, the rain, even the pain… They call it blue. Natural connotation takes blue as bad, blue as down, blue is your frown. But… I’m blue. Blue is big, blue deep, blue is what you feel when you weep. Good or bad blue is everything. Blue is the color of the blood running through my veins before it meets the embrace of oxygen. The vary vastness of the galaxy, streching, twisting, turning, is so black it’s blue. So why am I blue? Because I feel a passion that matches the expanse of the universe, an intensity so deep it blends with the sea. Further more That’s not even the blue that people see. People see a cold hard blue, blue steel, a blue that hides the way I feel. That blue is my armor, ya it’s hard, it’s steady, it’s sturdy, but what else other than the coldest hardest exterior could hold such a magnitude of ferocious an unyielding affection. I have met unique violets, facinating greens, and fiery intense reds. I’ve played the game of rainbows and have loved and laughed, I’ve argued and clashed. Yet I am blue, the rain the storm, and though you can’t have a storm without a rainbow, or a rainbow without a storm, they are inevitabley separate. And then I met you. Saphire blue, I’m not sure how, I’m not sure why, but a shooting star in the sky, told me you where my guy. My guy that’s a girl, you make my wind whirl, and my fingers curl. Your blue met mine, and it took me by surprise, instantly my current met your tide, and that was it...tied. Why then do I feel I have to hide? Why then do I let it linger this small divide? Break the damn and it all flows out, you’ll have my heart, my word, my loyalty, my everything. I’ll go anywhere, I’ll do anything. An entire ocean is not for everyone, maybe you prefer a midnight sun. I’m not demanding, I’m not commanding, I’m just expressing, I’m confessing…I am blue…